Since she was 10 years old Kendall's mother had abused her and her father had never noticed it. After eight years of abuse, one day her father walked in on her mother violently beating her. He called the cops and had her mother immediately put in jail and Kendall's father moved them away from her hometown. He never wanted Kendall's mother to get out of jail and find them but he knew that one day she would be out. In her new hometown Kendall meets an array of new people and her guard is up. Since the abuse she has never let her guard down but when she meets a particular guy she lets her guard down and she's afraid. What will happen and how will she survive?

My name is Emerson Mitchell. It's the name that is printed in black ink on my birth certificate. I don't know if I was named after a relative or if my biological parents stumbled upon the name in a baby book one day. I don't know much about my life before I was given up. The one thing I know with absolute clarity is that I was born in August to a teen mom who, with much love in her heart, decided I deserved more than what she could give me. She left me, at two days old, in a baby box at a hospital in Alberta. Emerson has been in the foster system for the majority of her life. She doesn't know any different. Her first words were spoken in foster home #2. Her first steps were taken in foster home #4. Now 16, Emerson is close to aging out of the system. Given one last chance to find her forever home, she is cautiously optimistic.

I'm Jennifer Martinez. I'm currently a senior at Westfield High School and I am pretty sure a sexy police officer is following me around. But you know what? I think I like him. In fact, I think I'm in love with him. I've never been treated by a guy like this before; he makes me happy. More than his dashing gorgeous looks, I fell for his great personality. However, he didn't tell me before he was engaged.. Oh oh. *This description is just for right now, I couldn't come up with anything else. It will be changed soon.*